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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 4:33 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

"No, sorry, that's just your mother, I'm afraid."
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Asuka grumbled and slammed Shizumaru down into the seat. "You want to start again? Then fine, let's do it this way!"

Asuka plays a card, "I'll play... Hypnox, in ecchi mode!"
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A surprisingly scantily-clad Alma leant over Shizumaru's shoulder, and plucked a card from his hand, laying it down.

"He'll play the Blue Eyes White Krizak."
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Kuronekosama bit a card and tossed it on the table. Then, he lept onto Alma and began attacking.

"Uh, it was the 'Kill Fanservice' card."
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 4:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Unfortunately for Kuronekosama, he's still a pussy.

So it turned into yuri.
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Asuka began laughing maniacally. "I win!"

Shizumaru looked at him oddly, "That-that's IMPOSSIBLE!"

"No, for if I combine this card, fuse it with Mokona, play that card, do this, that, this, this again, then that, and finally spend all of my mana, I WIN!"

"HOW!?"

"I just told you."

"Oh."

So everyone boogeyed the night away.
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But in the end, Shizumaru had a harem of girls.

The true winner, here, is debatable.
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Seril wrote:
Asuka began to breakdance in the DDR room while eating a PB&J sandwich. "Booyaka!"


This had the unfortunate side effect of spawning a banana with legs and arms. It began dancing. All the dancing machines and stereo speakers cut out, then were replaced by the infinitely-looping "It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time!"
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And the two lesbians were still going at it.
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Flaming Poshul paused in her pursuit of Kellios the Typo Demon long enough to do a brief jig on Genbu's back, then rode off again, brandishing Forever Sin and clutching the Love Materia.
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 4:50 pm    Post subject: Omake!-2 Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

The Raid had been foiled, but lucky for Sly he had at least managed to escape the scene to the safety of the downstairs crowd (an escape that was fortunately assisted by the sea of afros that concealed the view from above.) No matter - even if he could not be Panty Raider Extraordinaire, he had a few more rolls up his cane.

Sly ducked into the next room, where an orange squirrel sat on the couch, surrounded by two well-endowed ladies with heavy makeup fawning over him from both sides.

"And then," continued the squirrel, "I took out my weapons, and was like," he changed his voice to speak in a fake German accent, "Hasta la vista, baby!"

The women around him giggled. "Oh, Conker," said one. "You're so sexy... you make me want to get down and dirty..."

"Yeah, baby," Conker continued. "Oh, don't you worry," he said, turning to the other one, "There's more than enough Conker to go around for the both of..." he trailed off as he noticed a shadow fall over the couch.

"Hey, beat it! These here're my hos."

"Sorry, Conker." Sly spun his cane (which was now capped by a large jewel at both ends) around in his hand. "This is my pimping operation now."

Conker dropped the shades over his eyes. "It's on, biiyatch." Menacingly, he stood up off the couch, leaving the two girls behind.

Everything suddenly froze, and large letters appeared out of nowhere.

SLY VS. CONKER
Ultimate Death Match
Live on Pay-Per-View

The letters faded away.

"You ready to rock?" Sly asked.

"Ready to rock you." Conker entered a fighter stance.

And with that, the two of them hopped on the nearby DDR pads.

"GO!"

And they battled. Arrows flew across the screen at a frantic pace as the raccoon and squirrel danced-danced (and revolved) to keep up with the music. Sly jumped out to an early lead, his experiences dancing off the voodoo rhythm of the Haitian jungle proving their worth. But Conker quickly closed the gap, executing a long series of perfect steps. As the music approached its end, the two of them drew into a dead heat, the tension building as a large semicircle of spectators formed around them to watch the decisive climax.

Unfortunately, at that instant a Flaming Poshul happened to fly by and pull out the cord.

"Aw, $*#% it," said Conker. "I'm going to go get a beer."
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 5:05 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Meanwhile, Akira started up an intensive eight-way Starcraft game with many different people.

---Listing---

Akira (Terran) [game creator]
Bud (Zerg)
Lisa (Protoss)
Grahf(Zerg)
Cyan(Terran)
Shizumaru(Protoss)
Alma(Terran)
-NABESHIN- (Fro)

<Akira> Rules are FFA, no time limit. Here we go --play fair, and have a good game!--
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Cyan> Do what now?
<Alma> Could you please stop spamming? ^^;;
<Grahf> Infidels. Prepare to feel -THE POWER OF THE SWARM-!
<Shizumaru> May I ask you how your text is red like that? I...like red...
<Cyan> ...
<Akira> ...
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
--Game starting in 5---
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> SIEG PUMPK--oh, let's give it a rest.
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
--Game starting in 4--
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Grahf> BEAST TO PREY
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
--Game starting in 3--
<Bud> SIEG PUMPKIN
<Lisa> BUD QUIT IT
<Bud> :<
<Grahf> HERE COME THE PAIN
<Shizumaru> Please?
<Grahf> ...! Could it be... Dost thou desire -THE POWER-?
--Game starting in 2--
<Shizumaru> Ano... I guess so?
<Grahf> !
<Alma> Wait, no!
<Grahf> TOO LATE
<Grahf> My fist is the divine breath!
--Game starting in 1--
<Shizumaru> How does this let me type in red?
<Grahf> Blossom, o fallen seed, and draw upon thy hidden powers!
<Shizumaru> UWAAAHHAH~~
<Alma> SHIZU-KUN!
<Grahf> Grant unto thee the power... of the glorious MOTHER OF DESTRUCTION!
<Shizumaru> ...
<Shizumaru> ...
---Game Start---
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Toadette zoomed around the house, and eventually stopped in front of the TV. She looked at the various games available, then giggled as she found something she liked. She put the disc into the Cube, picked up a controller, and started playing.

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Toadette is now sitting at the TV playing Double Dash. Anyone brave enough (or stupid enough) to challenge her is more than welcome. Up to three more players can join.
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Bruce Wayne entered the house, dressed in a casual hawaiian shirt and khakis. Entering the room where Akira was playing Starcraft, he put a hand on her shoulder and whispered,

"Hello, beautiful."
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After his dancing, Conker approached the kitchen.

"My God... It's full of kegs." said Conker. The Hallelujah chorus played as Conker grabbed himself a dixie cup and approached the tapped keg. However Conker threw aside the cup and laid under the tap.

"Just like old times... And five days ago." He activated the tap and drank until there was nothing but foam. Conker groaned then struggled to get back up.

"Oh yeah... Wait a second." Conker smacked his lips. "THIS IS NON-ALCOHOLIC!"

Conker sprung into action by grabbing the phone and dialing.

"Yes, I'd like to order... Let's see... five kegs of your special, and two pony kegs of Hefenweizen. Yeah. 2 Sim Lane, can't miss it. Thanks! Bye!" he hung up the phone and made his way to the entrance.

He heard a doorbell and opened the front door.

"Bob Newbie?" said a voice in a New Jersey accent.

"He's in the back, but I'll take those." said Conker.

"Excellent. HEY! BRING IN THOSE MOTHER KUPOS!" shouted the voice. Out of the door came Big Gabanna in first, wheeling in a keg. Behind him was his brother Lil wheeling in another, and Paulie the large Bangaa carrying two of them.

"Where do you want these kupo things?" said Lil.

"Right in the middle of this room will be fine." said Conker. The mobsters unloaded all the kegs in the center of the room, and even tapped them.

"That'll be $120.85 Simoleans." said Big.

"That's it? Wow, that's pretty cheap. How'd you get such low prices?" asked Conker.

"They fell off from a truck." said Lil, snickering.

"Well the guy who ordered it, Bob Newbie is out in back grilling burgers. Bald guy with a beard and gut, can't miss him."

The two moogle gangsters walked out back to where the owner of the house, Bob Newbie was grilling burgers.

"Bob Newbie?" said Big.

"Yes?"

"Your ordered kegs today from us, right?"

"I did, and I'm satisfied with it!"

"Right. Well now we're here to collect. That'll be $120.85 Simoleans."

Bob did a double take. "I already payed the guys who came in earlier!"

"No, no, no..." said Big. "You see, WE brought in YOUR KEGS and now YOU'S owes US $120.85 SIMOLEANS. Capiece?"

"There must be some mistake!"

Big and Lil looked at each other and nodded. "I think we know what's going on here."

Lil knocked over the grill, spilling coals and burgers everywhere. Tony pulled down Bob, and held his face to a pile of hot coals.

"WHERE IS MY KUPO MONEY!"

"AHHHHHH!"

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Back in the living room, Conker turned up the music to cover up the screams. He grabbed a pony keg, and drank it's contents from the tap.

"Ahh..."
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Akira glanced up at the source of the voice, having to stifle a blush twice--once at the low-yet-manly voice that had whispered in her ear, and twice upon seeing the source of that voice.

"E-Excuse me," she managed to stammer out, "but I'm only seventeen." What the... what prompted me to say that?!?

She felt his presence move back for a moment, and that was enough to get her focused on the game again. Whatever... let's pretend that didn't happen. Yeah.

<Bud> MWAHAHA! SOON ALL WILL FALL BEFORE THE MIGHT OF THE PUMPKIN!

<Akira> Oh, really?

--Nuclear Launch Detected--



<Bud> ASJKHKJSFHB!*&@^*!!! T_T
<Lisa> HAHAHA MY PUMPKINS ARE STRONGER NOW
<Grahf> ...Impressive.
<Akira> v_v
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Bruce stumbled backwards, stunned for a moment. Seventeen... just seventeen. She definitely did not look it. Well... he didn't know what the legal age was in this world, but Bruce certainly didn't want to risk it.

Shrugging, he headed out of the room. Leaving the house, he noticed a relatively empty swimming pool. Walking to a nearby table, Bruce took off his shirt, revealing his -Beautiful Muscular Body- and jumped in.
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<Bud> SEIG PUMPKIN!
<Lisa> ...what's wrong with the pumpkins? D:!
<Bud> SEIG PUMPKIN!
<Akira> What are those fuzzy brown things on the pumpkins?
<-NABESHIN-> ALL YOUR PUMPKIN ARE BELONG TO ME!
* Sora has joined the game.
<Sora> Member address plz?
<Lisa> WTF D00D!?
<-NABESHIN-> BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! YOU LOSE!
<Bud> NO WE DON'T! LISA! MORE PUMPKINS!
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The fighting was finally finished and event the party was beginning to die down. Many of the participants had already gone home. Over where the karaoke stage had been a crew of janitors in biohazard suits were using acetylene torches to clean up the residue of Shinji Ikari. Feeling that her time to leave had come, Motoko Aoyama stood up, grabbed her swords, and set off to find Yuo.

The busty sorceress was resting under a large tree not far from the site of the celebration. She was idly flipping through the pages of a large book, occasionally pausing to check her watch. As she read and waiting she casually nibbled on a banana. She set down her book and stood up as Motoko approached her.

“Ready to go, I take it?” Yuo asked.

“Yes,” Motoko replied. “I have said farewell to my friends and am ready to return home now.” Tama-chan flew over and perched atop Motoko’s head. The samurai girl attempted to hide her discomfort at the turtle’s proximity, but her unease was still evident.

“No problem,” Yuo said. She pointed at an empty space a few feet away and muttered a quick spell. The air in that place shimmered and slowly coalesced into a large portal. “There you go, all ready to… hmm.”

“What is it?” Motoko asked.

“I sense something,” the sorceress replied. “Something very ‘off.’ Something that needs to be remedied immediately. I need you to do me a favor, Motoko.”

“What?”

“There’s something very bizarre happening in a place called Sim Lane. It seems as though you are the one most skilled at handling it.”

Motoko tightly gripped the hilt of her new sword, the Muramasa. “If I am needed,” she said, “I will go. Whatever evil this is cannot stand before the power of the God’s Cry School.”

“Thanks,” Yuo said. “I knew I could count on you.”

The portal shimmered brightly for a moment as Yuo altered its destination. Motoko nodded to the sorceress and stepped into the magic doorway.

The next thing Motoko knew she was standing inside a garishly decorated room. All around her a wide assortment of strange individuals were engaging in leisure time activities. Video games, dancing, eating. It appeared as though Motoko had left one party behind only to come to another one.

And then she saw him. His hair was done up in a ridiculous afro, and he was dressed up almost as extravagantly as Liberace, but Motoko recognized him instantly.

“Yo yo yo,” he said as he strolled about the room, failing to notice Motoko so far. “Gotta run a train, G.”

Motoko grabbed hold of the Muramasa and yanked it out of its sheath. She pointed the blade’s tip directly at the man. He had done some outrageous and perverted things before, but this was too much to bear. Now there could be no forgiveness.

URASHIMAAAA!!!!
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K-Dawg was jarred from his pimpin' and runnin' trains by that voice. He knew that voice. There was no possible way for the owner of that voice to be here, but she was.

Only one phrase could truly capture the depth of his pain. And so that was what he exclaimed: "KHAAAAAAAAAAN!" Kirk... would... have been... proud.

"Urashima! You have finally crossed the line! I could tolerate you before, but this... this is inconceivable! Unprecedented in its depravity! For this you shall DIE!"

K-Dawg held out a finger and wagged it in front of him. "Damn, girl! Why you gotta playa-hate? I'm just chillin' fo' real! This shit is off tha mothafuckin' hook like a mothafuckin' fish! Shit!"

"GODS' CRY SCHOOL! EVIL CUTTING TECHNIQUE! SECOND FORM!"

Motoko had no other reply. Urashima had to die.

But she wasn't fighting Keitaro Urashima. She was fighting K-Dawg. And K-Dawg had a few tricks up his sleeve. Or perhaps more appropriately, a few tricks in his fro.

"Momma Urashima always said, 'Boy, don't you EVA leave home without a pair o' gats!' And I got gats good!" He threw his arms up into his fro and pulled out a pair of Saturday Night Specials. "Blickety blam!"

The kendo swordswoman rushed in at him, and he leaped up into the air with perfect grace and fired his dual handguns at the attacking girl. She deflected each bullet with lightning reflexes.

"Gotta give you props for tha Luke Skywalker shit! You gotta get up earlier than that to fuck with K-Dawg, yo!"

With an excessive amount of flair, he threw the now-emptied guns off to the sides. They clattered to the ground and slid until their momentum ceased.

"Pimps is samurai too! Check this shit out!" K-Dawg grabbed a hold of his pimpin' cane and made a drawing motion. Sure enough, a blade just like Motoko's came out of it. "Let's roll!"

He rushed at the stunned young woman, but she quickly recovered. The real fight was on.

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A stream of chibi-Bud and chibi-Lisa can be seen walking past 2 Sim Lane, chanting “Omake! Omake! Omake!”

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The camera rests on 2 Sim Lane, then pans out. We see the entire block is void of any other buildings. At night, as far as the eye can see are just streets criss-crossing empty lots. Not even the moon shines down on these vacant surroundings.

No, not just empty lots: In the far distance, we can see several skyscrapers. Two tremendous figures stand in one of the lots surrounded by a huge crowd, which is quietly murmuring to itself. Nothing can be seen of the figures save for faint silhouettes. The crowd quiets as a spotlight shines upon a figure. His face can’t be seen, as he’s turned away from the crowd, looking between the two figures. He quickly turns, and we can see him flick a tear away from his one eye.

“Tonight, we bear witness to the fight to end all fights. Two bitter rivals, set upon each other by creation itself. Throughout countless battles, these eternal foes have fought. For every battle, there has been a draw.”

“Tonight, however, these foes have agreed to battle by proxy. One student from each master will fight; the victor will finally prove once and for all who is truly greater. The two rivals have taught their students all of their skills, shown them all of their power. This battle will prove once and for all who will reign supreme. The fight’s medium has been selected by an impartial panel of judges; neither protégé will have an advantage in this fight. Now, the competitors!”

”Fighting for the glory of Big Joe, we have Frey Allster! Tonight, Frey will be piloting the Strike Pink!”

The crowd cheered as spotlights shone upon the pink Gundam, revealing Frey standing atop its head. Pyrotechnics burst into effect as Frey slid down a cable attached to the Strike Pink’s head, swinging into the cockpit.

“Fighting for the honor of Nabeshin is Nova Shido! Tonight, Nova will be piloting the Froltron!”

The crowd’s cheer was deafening as Nova, dressed in a typical fuku, appeared atop the ‘fro-ed mecha with Mokona. Raising her hand to the sky, flames burst around her. When they died down, Nova was once more dressed in her black jumpsuit…and all five feet of hair had formed an enormous afro. Nova flashed the audience a V as she teleported into the cockpit.

“Tonight, only one will survive! Tonight, the fate of the multiverse is decided!” The announcer threw off his eyepatch and blazer, eyes glistening with passion.

“Omake fight all set! Ready? GO!”

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Nova wiped the sweat from her forehead, trying to once again locate her enemy. Neither Gundam had yet managed a decisive blow against the other. Nova had lost sight of Frey as she destroyed a barrage of missiles. Suddenly finding her target, the two mecha paused. They both knew they only had the strength for one more shot. This would decide it all.

The Strike Pink and Froltron fired at the same time. Both blasts managed to hit the opposing Gundam, and they both fell to the ground, missing an arm and part of their torso. They landed beside the two remaining skyscrapers in the area, where two figures stood staring at each other.

“No! I can’t lose like this! BIIIIIIIG JOOOOOOOOOOE! It’s SHOOOOOOOOOOWTIME!”

“Nova! I’ll help you! BIIIIIIG FFFFRRRROOOOOOOO! It’s SHOOOOOOOOOOWTIME!”

Both skyscrapers were quickly demolished as two giant mecha rose from the ground. A random bald passerby was heard to groan and say, “Not the Megafro! Even out here I can’t get away from it…”

The Big Joe walked over to Frey, helping her up. Nova could only watch in horror as cables shot from the Big Joe, absorbing the Strike Pink.

“Nova! Use the data I’m sending you!”

”Right!” The Froltron disconnected several parts, combining with the Big Fro to create the ultimate mecha of destruction…Escafrone.

The two new mecha took several swings at the other, but still they were equal in every respect. Nova and Nabeshin watched as the Big Joe began to glow with an unholy red light.

Nabeshin looked at Nova. “Nova…forgive me. I never thought it would come to this. Please, accept the –Power-…no, the power of the other side!”

“Yes…I can feel it! I can feel the power flowing within me! RADICAL! GOOD! FRO!

The Escafrone's afro dissolved into colored light, only to be replaced with an aerodynamically-correct pink ‘fro.

The Escafrone and Big Joe stared at each other for a timeless moment, pink fro against red light. Suddenly, they both swung a right hook, fist meeting fist. A golden light flared into existence where the two fists met, quickly growing to blinding proportions…
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Red scratched his head.

Then he went to bed.
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 9:42 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

“I do not know where you gained this new look and skill, Urashima,” Motoko said. “I can only assume it is the result of your stay in America. Regardless, it will avail you not. God’s Cry School: Hundred Flowers Blooming in Profusion!”

Gathering together her ki, Motoko unleashed a massive burst of energy. The attack raced towards Keitaro, but before it could connect, the pimpified landlord pulled off a surprising counter.

Grabbing hold of one of the massive medallions hanging around his neck, Keitaro pulled it off and threw it in the path of Motoko’s attack. The powerful forces of ki and bling collided, resulting in a massive explosion of sparkling, gaudy light.

“You may think your hot with your samurai thing,” Keitaro said, “But bitch you can’t match with my bling bling bling.”

“I don’t even know what you just said,” Motoko replied, still enraged, but also extremely confused.

“That’s cause I’m too real for you, ho.”

Ho? Motoko thought, Oh, you are going to pay for that, Urashima. With an angry yell Motoko launched forward, swinging her Muramasa downwards in a fierce arc. Somehow, however, Keitaro managed to parry the attack with his cane sword. Undaunted, Motoko pressed her attack, but no matter how fast or hard she swung, Keitaro still managed to match her every blow.

“You may not be so hot with your samurai slash, but you got some big titties and a matching ass. Why don’tcha let the sword go and drop down to your knees, ho?”

Great. He’s not only insane and perverted, but now he’s rhyming, too. Naru, what do you see in this water imp? Wait a minute, did he just tell me to…

“DIE URASHIMA!!” Motoko launched into a fierce whirlwind attack, raining blow upon blow upon Urashima. Check that, attack upon attack. There, that sounds better.

Once again Keitaro managed to parry Motoko’s attacks, at least until one particularly wicked slash cut by his defenses and nicked his head. The cut drew no blood, but a small piece of afro fell off and tumbled to the floor.

Keitaro and Motoko both paused, staring at the severed hair. “Aw hell no,” Keitaro said, “You mess with the ‘fro, you have got to go.” Reaching up into the afro, Keitaro pulled out two pairs of nunchakus, quickly whirling them around himself in an impressive display of skill.

Hmm, Motoko mused, The hair seems to be part of his insanity. So… remove the hair, remove the source of the trouble. The answer is clear. In order to stop this madness... I must remove Keitaro Urashima’s head!

The camera suddenly tilted at an angle and zoomed in on Motoko’s eyes. In the background the wild sounds of Ironside could be heard.
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A single tear ran down Cyan's left cheek.

A puff of smoke.

A bottle of whisky.

A couple of bitches.

Life was good in this part of 2 Sim Lane. Life was good.
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Pumpkin Queen


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<Lisa> PUMPKIN RUSH KEKEKE
<Bud> MWAHAHAHA
<Lisa> >)
<Shizumaru> MWAHAHAHA
<Alma> ....
<Grahf> HEH HEH HEH
<Akira> D:
<Cyan> O_o;;;
<Alma> S-shizu-kun....
<Shizumaru> Yes, Alma-chan?
<Alma> ........................
<Bud> Uh, um....fear the pumpkins, mortals?
<Lisa> KEKEKE
<Alma> ;_;
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 10:24 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Now it was war. Before he was just playing around, because that's what true playas do. But when his hair was harmed, then it became war. There would be no mercy now. There were only two possible outcomes, and he only wanted one of those to take place.

The whirling nunchuku ceased and K-Dawg stared confidently at his opponent. Outside observers noted the heavy influence of Morpheus from The Matrix on K-Dawg's style, right down to the way he held out a hand and beckoned for Motoko to charge at him.

Of course, she obliged him, attacking with a primal howl, and lots of raw strength, but little of the technique for which she was known. That was something K-Dawg knew about her, for she had yet to get over her anger towards him. To further goad her, he busted some more tight rhymes while she flailed at him and he dodged and parried, making it seem effortless.

"Check it, bitch, this is the sitch, you're like an itch, my plan got no hitch, cacklin' witch, dead 'n a ditch, ill like Mitch, whack a lich."

The assault continued, and K-Dawg kept defending himself. He could sense an opening would present itself soon.

"Spinnin' the beats like I'm suckin' teats, runnin' track meets, hot eats, cool treats, Dairy Queen, like it lean, know what I mean, grass is green, sun is warm, not like a storm, more like a dorm, too cool for school, I rule."

She kept attacking, and he could feel it getting closer, closer...

There it was! The opening he needed to exploit. Motoko swung at him just too hard, and he dodged, and was able to lash out with both nunchuku to crack each of Motoko's elbows before she could react, and she dropped the weapon.

K-Dawg, with the power of the pimp and the power of the fro, stepped up towards her, and, in a single smooth motion, sprinkled talc on his right hand, swung back his arm, and...

SLAP!!!!!!!!

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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 10:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

<Cyan> Young lady, that wasn't nice.
<Lisa> stfu n00b.
<Cyan> ;_;
<Bud> rofl
<Alma> Poor Sir Cyan.
<Shizumaru> ^^x;
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 10:47 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

SLAP!

The sheer ferocity and unexpectedness of Keitaro’s attack took Motoko totally by surprise. The attack sent her reeling, and in spite of all her vaunted skills, Motoko staggered and collapsed.

Unable to rise right away, Motoko inched along the floor until she was able to reach her sword. Holding her weapon once again made her feel better, but she was still dazed. Looking up she saw Keitaro advancing towards her. He reached up into his ‘fro again, this time pulling out a large bottle of baby powder. Opening up the top he began to liberally cover his slapping hand in talcum.

No… Motoko thought. I can’t be losing… not to him. Not after all the training I went through in Miracle’s tournament. This isn’t possible!

Motoko wracked her brain, trying to come up with a way to turn the battle back to her advantage and put Keitaro in his place once again. She thought back, replaying all of her old fights in her mind. Her eyes tightly shut in concentration, Motoko was still able to see the vision that formed before her. It was none other than Nabeshin himself, one of the first and greatest disciples of the God’s Cry School.

“Remember, Motoko,” the spirit of Nabeshin said, “Every foe has his weakness. Find that weakness, and you’ve found your victory.”

“Thank you, Nabeshin,” Motoko softly mumbled under her breath.

“You’re welcome,” the spirit said. “Now go, and may the ‘fro be with you.”

Her eyes snapping open, Motoko leapt back onto her feet, raising her sword before her. “I know how to defeat you, Urashima,” she said. “Every foe has his weakness, and yours are legion. It loathes me to do this, but…”

Motoko flourished her sword briefly before sliding it back into its scabbard. Keitaro paused in mid-powder, uncertain as to what the kendo girl was doing. With a strong blush covering her cheeks, Motoko grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it upwards, exposing her breasts to her pimped-out landlord.

The effect was instant. The talcum bottle fell to the ground as Keitaro’s hands twitched uncontrollably. The confidence in his face fled as his eyes bulged out of his skull. Exactly three seconds later, a torrent of blood erupted from his nose. Acting on instinct, Keitaro reached up to his spurting nostrils. With a self-satisfied smirk, Motoko lowered her shirt and drew her sword.

“God’s Cry School! Evil Cutting Strike: Second Form!” Lashing out with all her ki, Motoko sent a wave of purifying energy crashing into Keitaro. The attack sent him flying across the house, ricocheting off of walls until he eventually flew out a window and landed in the swimming pool.

“There,” Motoko said, looking out the window at Keitaro’s floating form, once again clad in his normal, non-sequined, attire. “That’s more like it. See you at home, Urashima.”

A large magical portal opened on Motoko’s left and she walked into it, instantly traveling back to Hinata Inn.

In the pool Keitaro’s battered body twitched involuntarily.
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The Master Chief entered the house, shook his head at the random antics, and then entered the kitchen to get something to eat. he took off his helmet, and then, suddenly, the entire room was demolished as the brown -fro- that -NABESHIN- had gifted John with exploded outward, freed from the imprisoning helmet. The expanding hair knocked over walls as it struck with the force of a battering ram, and John had to carefully try to regain his balance....only to find that he was in fact wedged in place by his mightiest of huge brown afros.

MEANWHILE

*Cortana has joined the game

The Starcraft game was on in full swing when an army of PuuChu's charged in, pwnzinating everything in sight.

<Lisa> Wtf? PuuChus?
<Bud> H4xx0r!
<Grahf> The -POWER- of the Zerg are nothing before the PuuChu's!
<Cyan> ;_;
<Cortana> PWNED, n00bs

MEANWHILE

Keitaro was hauling himself out of the pool when a huge green-gray vehicle drove by and smashed him flat. That damn Warthog....
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Drizzt noticed his hair had become greasy, and poofed out into an enormous coif of a type he'd never before seen.

He looked at Malak, whose normally bald head also sported this new addition.

Malak ignited his lightsaber and trimmed the hair from his head, mechanically growling the entire time.

It grew back immediately.

Malak slew a random Sim.

The Hunter laughed.

Drizzt berated the Hunter.

Revan scolded Drizzt for getting angry.

Drizzt raised his eyebrow.

Guri laughed at Drizzt's great white afro.

Conker threw a keg at Drizzt, laughing.

The Hunter stabbed Guri and Conker.

Malak giggled.

Revan scoffed.

Master Chief blasted Revan with his shotgun.

Revan flinched.

The buckshot came out as confetti.

Drizzt laughed.

The Hunter stabbed Revan.

Revan said ow.

Malak laughed.

Drizzt shrugged.

Drizzt drank a beer.

Merriment.
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Raccoon Master Thief


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PostPosted: Tue Jun 08, 2004 12:50 am    Post subject: Omake!-3 Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

The pimping operation "inherited" from Conker running in full steam, Sly decided to leave the girls for a while and see what else was going on in the massive house party.

"Hey, wanna play?" giggled a small pink mushroom (with a fro, if such a thing was possible) sitting on the floor in front of a TV.

"Um..."

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Minutes later, Sly found himself sitting alongside the mushroom, a controller in his hands.

"No, silly, you have to turn there or you go into the water."

"I noticed," Sly retorted.

"Hey, now you're going the wrong way!," the mushroom insisted.

"It's not like I'm trying to do -"

"Oh, never mind, I already finished. Want to play again?"

"Maybe... later." Sly got up and continued on in his quest through the first floor.

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... ding-dong!

There was a long pause as most of the partygoers continued about their business.

... ding-dong!

"Will somebody get the door!" a voice shouted from another room.

Being one of the closest partygoers to the front door, Sly shrugged, walked over to the door, and looked through the eyehole. Two policemen stood outside - one rather tall one with dark shades on his face (who appeared to be chewing on something), and a younger, pale-faced companion standing to his right and slightly behind him. Sly held his breath - confrontations with the cops never went well - and opened the door.

"Sir, ahve had reports that there has been consumption of alcohol by in-dee-viduals of less than the app-ropriate age on the premises. Do you mind if my partner Jim here and I have a little look arou..." he lifted up his absurdly dark shades momentarily, "Holy Toledo what in blazes are you?"

Before Sly could say anything, though, the younger policeman blinked a few times and whispered something in his superior's ear.

"No I don't know what the hell this see-ess-eye is."

His partner whispered a few more words to him.

"Are you s***ing me, Jim?"

More whispering.

"They do that in the costumes?"

Jim nodded.

"That's the most disgusting thing I've ever - well, in that case, there's no way on God's green Earth that I am setting one foot in this place."

A few more whispers.

"Damn right we're getting out of here. And screw HQ - let the rookies handle this one. I ain't on no freak patrol." The elder policement hocked a large spitwad onto the sidewalk as he cast a reviled glance at Sly, then turned around and walked back to his vehicle, his partner reluctantly following after him.

Sly shrugged his shoulders and went back to the party.
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Chapter 4: The Red Menace 4-1 4-2 4-3 4-4 4-5 4-6 4-7
Chapter 5: Trouble in Paradise 5-1 5-2 5-3 5-4 5-5 5-6 5-7 5-8 5-9 5-10
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In the not-too-distant future~
Somewhere in time and space~
Zack Ebony and his demon pals~
Are caught in an endless chase~

Zack's pursued by a wacko whose name is Cid~
An evil fellow who wants to kill that kid~
He picked up his tea and with a curse~
Jumped in his Highwind and hunts them all across the multiveeeerse~


<Cid> "I'LL - GET - YOOOOOOOU!

I'll send him cheesy fanfic~ (OO OO OO)
The worst I can find~ (LALALA)

He'll have to sit and watch them all~ (OO OO OO)
And I'll monitor his mind~" (LALALA)

Now keep in mind Zack can't control~ (OO OO OO)
Where the fics begin or end~ (LALALA)

He'll try to keep his sanity~
With the help of his demon friends~~~

(DEMON ROLL CALL)

AMEKI

<Ameki> You're on~

MORRIGAN

<Morrigan> Oh my stars~

MILLENIA

<Millenia> Check me out~

ZOOOOOOODD

<Zodd> I'm different~

If you're wondering how they eat and breathe~ (OO OO OO)
And other science facts~ (LALALA)

Just repeat to yourself "it's just a post"~
I should really just relax~

For Mystery Science Theater Zackthousand~


---

(Wham/hiss/lockdown sequence and theeeeeere's Zack with Millenia and Zodd!)

<Zack> Hi everybody, I'm Zack Ebony on the Satellite of Love Materia with Millenia the Curves of Valmar- I mean Wings of Valmar- and Nosferatu Zodd-

<Zodd> Howdy.

<Millenia> Howdy!

<Zack> Howdy is right, boy howdy even! What a trip we've had so far, I figured I'd bring you up to speed- see, right now, we're hovering over this planet of Omake where there are all these contestants taking a break and giving in to their own insanity-

<Millenia> Wait wait wait, Zackykins! It'll be so hopelessly confusing for all these beautiful people if you don't inform them of Cid Highwind CHASING US ACROSS THE MULTIVERSE!

<Zack> Oh, right, right...well, Cid is this guy from Rocket Town that up and decided to chase our asses all over the Multiverse after we used some of his teacups for, uh, an emergency road stop, so he really wants to flambe us-

<Zodd> Back up, mortal, that is completely baffling if you don't tell them how we met before that.

<Zack> Oh, uh...well, before we pissed off Cid, we met up in the Netherworld after a freak accident involving Millenia's, Zodd's, Ameki's, and Morrigan's wings- and, uh, lubricant in...in my case- absorbed us into this dimension where we've been hovering for quite some time-

<Millenia> Zack, baby, you're avoiding the big picture! What happened before that? Think, hon, think!

<Zodd> Think.

<Morrigan from under the desk> Thiiiiiink~

<Ameki from behind camera> Think and stop staring at the succubi breasts!

<Zack> Uh...w- well before that, I was in Rocket Town eating a burger-

<Millenia> Further back!

<Zack> Er...before that, I was eating another burger-

<Zodd> Fascinating. Further.

<Zack> - well before that, I was eating a really good burger.

<Millenia> Ooh, yeah?

<Zodd> Huh, a really good one, huh?

<Zack> Oh yeah, I had everything on it, mustard, ketchup, pickles, jalapeno dressing, lettuce, tomato, onions, buns were just the right size, cooked exactly medium rare, I mean hot damn, RUSH THAT SHIT DOWN! The guy didn't have any drinks at his stand, though, that pissed me off.

<Millenia> Aww~ Yes, that would make me mad...too bad, though.

<Zack> You can't have a burger without something to wash it down. Some decent soda. And the guy didn't have any. He didn't even have fries. All he had were more burgers. These were perfect burgers, too, and he didn't have fries and Coke.

<Zodd> Huh...well, life goes on, I gue-

<Zack> The companies will drive that junk down your throat- "burger, fries, and a Coke; don't bother me, I'm eating" and what do they do? They don't deliver. When you don't get all three, the burger is too perfect for words but it teases you like Morrigan's teasing me under the table. And when you do get all three, the order's wrong. Maybe they got onions on it. Maybe it doesn't have mustard like you wanted. Maybe it's cooked rare when you wanted it medium. Maybe there's a condom in it and you sue for damages and make Netscape.com's home page. OR MAYBE IT'S A GODDAMN CHICKEN SANDWICH INSTEAD OF A DOUBLE DOUBLE WITH CHEESE LIKE I WANTED YOU BASTARDS-

(Zodd and Millenia restrain Zack)

<Millenia> Aaah! Sweetie, sweetie, it's okay, calm down! Calm down~

<Ameki> Guy's got problems...

<Zack> GR! Gr...gah...I'm...I'm okay. S-sorry. Sorry, I'm so sorry...

(Zack begins crying and buries his face in Millenia's shoulder- you can tell he's really overwhelmed. Millenia and Morrigan soothe him and Ameki turns the camera away in the nick of time to Zodd.)

<Zodd> ...um. Well now, it looks like Cid is calling from below on -Planet Omake. Huh.

<Zack> It's not fair, it's not fair, oh god, OH GOD--

---

(Down below on the planet, Cid blows a puff of smoke that says "YOU SUCK" and reclines in a...recliner, flipping the pages of a badly written fanfic together as his henchmen, Dominatrix I-No and Professor Hojo Dressed Like An Ape, cook breakfast in the Highwind)

<Cid> Hahaha...hey there, Zacko, don't cry! I may not have a Double Double with Cheese, but I do have a Supersize meal...OF PAIN!"

<I-No> Mmhmm, and I'll take some fries with those shakes Milly and Morri got.

<Hojo As An Ape> HAHAHAHA LAUGH TO THE BURGER JOKES WON'T I

<Cid> See, they got it! Zack, in my time perusing the library at the Killing Fields- that's what us smartass $@#$* call Fanfiction.net- I've come across more pains in the ass than you could get in a Sephiroth doujin! What's my secret? I'm not afraid to click on that section called "Inuyasha." And guess where your fanfic is from today? That's right! I have a wonderful little bedtime story for you called Random Inuyasha.

<I-No> It gets extra nasty points because it doesn't have my girl Yura in it. Ouch.

<Hojo As An Ape> YURA...UH...YUR...ANUS!

<Cid> Ahahaha, I'm unbelievably amused! Well then, Ameki, I think you've got incoming...and there's another gay joke in there, but I've got more class than that and I'm hungry for these sausages I-No is whipping up AW $#*@!

<I-No> Hey, that's not fair...they're hot links.

<Hojo As An Ape> HOT LINKS WWW DOT GIRLS-4-U-2-N-JO1 DOT COM SLASH BASEMENT BUTTER

<Cid> Enjoy, Zack...let's see if this is what it finally takes to make you crack like an egg.

(I-No cracks an egg behind Cid for effect, and the evil trio laugh insanely as the Random Inuyasha story teleports itself to the SOLM. Then Hojo slurps the egg off the ground, I-No goes back to bending over the counter to cook her hot links, and Cid lights a cigarette.)

<Cid> Say, Hojo, you ever feel like crying for no reason?

---

(Back on the SOLM, Ameki is still trying to keep the camera on Zodd while Morrigan and Millenia are seeing to Zack. Zodd is eating a gordita.)

<Zodd> Were it not for the pleasures I derive from this one gordita, the news of an Inuyasha fanfiction might disturb me. But I am Nosferatu Zodd. A gordita will appease me. RRRMMF! *BITE*

<Zack> - and, and he didn't have any catchy phrases for his burgers, either, like "your car hasn't smelled this good since it was new" or "eating this well usually requires leaving a tip" or...or any of that...it's so sad...

<Millenia> Three sensual massages and he's still on about the goddamn burgers...

<Morrigan> Have we tried baby oil yet~?

<Millenia> ...Morri, I could kiss you!

<Zack> - HUH WHAT

<Morrigan> He's back to normal~

<Millenia> Hurray~

<Zack> But- wh- ah- y- NO WAIT PLEASE I'M NOT BETTER YET!

(BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP)

<Ameki> It is fanfiction time!

<Zodd> Back under the desk, Morrigan. Millenia, Zack, to the theater!

<Zack> For the love of Zodd, God- I mean, for the love of God, Zodd, kissing succubi-"

<Millenia> There's no tiiiiiiime~ Away~~~

<Zack> Cid, there better be some action in this fiiiiiic...

(Fade away to wham/hiss/unlocking sequence FIC GET)

---

(Theater! Zack carries Millenia in, as usual, and Zodd sits with them in the front as the words Random Inuyasha flash on the title screen)

<Zack> Hey, my post count is up to 312 at Random Inuyasha! Hahaha! Haha...hah...

<Zodd> ...remember, boy. No matter what we see here, remember this came from Fanfiction.net, not Adultfanfiction.net.

<Zack> I getcha, Grand Mastah Zodd. We're gonna have some good clean fun!

"Inuyasha hurry up." Kagome calls. "You're going to make me late!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming."


<Zack> ...goddammit!

<Millenia> You suuure this came from the right Fanfiction.net?

"I don't understand why he can't just stay here," interrupts Kagome's grandfather.

<Zack> It goddamn better have.

"Because I need to keep an eye on him gramps." Kagome replies.

<Zodd> Kagome replies to a question, but it wasn't a question.

<Zack> She does that a lot. But, you know, I forgive her, because...well, I'm a guy that can enjoy a nice scoop of vanilla ice cream every now and then.

Inuyasha walks down the stairs in normal garb.

"What are you doing wearing that?" Kagome asks.


<Millenia> "I thought Tuesdays are your naked days!"

"What do you mean wench?" growls Inuyasha.

<Zack> OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...YOU GOT SERVED!

<Millenia> Be glad we're not watching that.

"You aren't in feudal Japan anymore, you'll stand out like a sore thumb and if you call me a wench again I'll leave you in the car."

<Zodd> He'll stand out like a sore thumb in normal garb?

"Feh," he mutters thinking to himself, car?

<Zack> Man, whipped by his girlfriend, forced to move in with her, and doesn't know a thing about cars...this story speaks to me.

"Well you could always stay here and help gramps."

"I'm no servant boy, wench."


<Millenia> "Wummun, where's my pie?!"

"That's it, come here." She pulls Inuyasha by one of his ears and drags him out the door, waves goodbye, opens the car door and shoves Inuyasha inside. "Thanks for giving me a ride mom."

<Zack> You know, there are certain flaws in this story.

<Zodd> Agreed.

<Millenia> Yah-huh.

The car thing confuses Inuyasha.

<Zack> God...how cathartic...

Kagome's mother turns to him and smiles and turns the key.

*Roarrrrrrr*


<Millenia> There's a T-Rex in the engine!

<Zack> RYU! COME SHORYUKEN IT!

Inuyasha jumps back (if even possible) in surprise, "What the Hell?"

<Zodd> Of course not, everyone knows it's physically impossible to jump back.

"Inuyasha sit down." Kagome commands.

*Thud*


<Millenia> Wasn't he already sitti...OHH I get it it's the series thing oh my god hahahaha that's so funny!

<Zack> I'm laughing!

"Damn bitch! What was that for?!"

<Millenia> "Who U say U gonna run a train on like a true G on like? I don't take dat fum no man!"

"It isn't safe to stand up in the car."

<Zodd> Ahh, he was standing in the car, I see. A five-foot-ten half-demon can stand up inside a car?

<Zack> Must be an SUV.

<Millenia> SUV? Oh my god they support terrorism!

Kagome's mom puts her foot on the accelerator and Inuyasha falls backward. He tries to figure out what's going on.

<Zack> This story...speaks to me.

Around ten min. later they stop in front of Kagome's school.

"Thanks mom," Kagome exclaims. "Come on Inuyasha."

Inuyasha falls back behind Kagome. When the smells reach him, he falls over and covers his nose, growling.


<Millenia> Oop, Zodd, he smells your gorditas!

<Zodd> In like a doorknob, out like a dinner plate.

Kagome sighs and picks Inuyasha up, putting one of those medical masks over his mouth and nose.

<Zack> One of those medical masks, huh? Aw yeah, now Inuyasha's walkin' that aisle in style and PROfile! Whoo!

"Remember Inuyasha you are my cousin and you're sick with some contagious disease. Don't worry these kids will believe anything."

<Millenia> Really...if you drink that stuff under the kitchen sink, bullets will bounce off your body!

<Zodd> If you shave your armpit hair, it grows back as licorice.

<Zack> Chuchu died for your sins.

---

What horrible fate will befall this story when we return? Will it ever return? Or will Dar righteously close the thread before its dramatic end?

The way this post reads, Dar, I wouldn't blame you. XD
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 08, 2004 2:48 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

#3 Sim Lane was a nice peaceful house - although they were begining to despair of their neighbours.

And then Sora PK'd the lot of 'em.

Somewhere else, the SIMS Online Mafia looked confused as a couple of furry white creatures threatened to cut their kupo nuts off.
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Burn baby burn...

The room was dark. A few art deco wall sconces served only to cast interesting shadows up onto the ceiling.

Burn baby burn...

Most of the room was taken up by a pulsing beat, so palpable you could, well, palpate it.

Burn baby burn...

Then, the floor lit up in squares of blue, red, and yellow.

BURNIN'!

A shadowy figure moved, eclipsing several of the floor lights in a pattern that bounced back and forth.

"To my surprise, listen! One hundred stories high!"

A spotlight stabbed down, illuminating... Well, the top of Ralph's afro. The giant hair rather eclipsed the rest of him.

"People gettin' loose y’all gettin' down on the roof - Do you hear?"

Then, eight smaller mobile green spotlights pierced the darkness. These new lights came from eight small green crystalline afros, and in their glow was now revealed the rest of Ralph and Tachibana Asuka at the DJ tables, purple afro bobbing to the beat. Ralph sang:

"Folks were screamin' - out of control! It was so entertainin' - when the boogie started to explode I heard somebody say..."

A second spotlight shone down on HK-47, steel wool afro sparkling, servomotors whining as he performed a passable disco.

"Chorus: Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mother down
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that meatbag down!"

"BURNIN'!"
Came a chorus of voices from the dark.

Skipping a few stanzas, the chorus continued, lights coming on and revealing them as Zodd, Jason, Vader, Edward, Ein, and Khrima, all bedecked in very fetching afros arranged in size from smallest to largest. Oddly enough, Zodd was on the small end, his afro being about the size you'd find on a very old orange. Ralph joined the chorus as they hit the bridge of the song.

"Up above my head I hear music in the air - I hear music! That makes me know there's a party somewhere!"

Four spotlights, one from each elemental crystal, highlighted Culex, his afro breaking up the light and scattering it in a more brilliant display than any disco ball. He sang, his resonant bass multiplying the song like his afro did the light.

"Satisfaction came in a chain reaction - Do you hear?
I couldn't get enough, so I had to self destruct,"


Ralph took the next bar.

"The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody's goin' strong
"

Ralph and Culex harmonized the next line before passing the chorus to Aqua Man.

"That is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say..."

"Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno! (Aah yeah!)
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mother down
Burn bubble burn! - Disco inferno!, yeah!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mother down!"

"Burnin’!"


Genbu jetted through the dance hall.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!! GENBU JUST CAN'T STOP WHEN GENBU'S SPARK GET HOT!"

There was a loud record screech as sweatdrops appeared on everyone else's afros.
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 08, 2004 4:48 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

Halfway serious post. (wth?) I never really took to Omakes, but I am short a flashback and some interactions from the round I missed.... :] This has most of my embellished story for Culex, so those interested might want to suffer (heh) through it, if they have time.

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Culex threw open the door to the LAN room, a dark gleam in his shimmering eyes. "I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda! I have--"

"Nice game, Bud." said Akira, grinning. "All the pumpkin talk distracted everyone from your Zerg rush."

"Kekeke," replied the boy, hand tensed on his mouse for another game.

"Verily, thou hast -The Power-, Bud. I wert preparing -Muta/Ling-, but alas didst thou striketh me first, and burst mine Hatchery like an overripe pumpkin."

The Dark Knight cleared his throat (?) and continued, "I would like to challenge your strongest Knight. Do you--"

Only half hearing him, the girl, still in the host's chair, waved Culex to the seat vacated by Nabeshin. "Sure, challenge, OK. We need one more player for BGH, so go ahead."

Culex blinked, shrugged, then walked over and sat down. He looked over the screen-- ah, The Craft of Stars, he remembered that game-- and selected Protoss. He looked up. "And... what is 'Big Game Hunters?' It sounds like a new map."

There was no time to reply, for the game was soon to begin....

---

Culex's Archon/Arbiter tech build was no match for Alma's suprisingly brutal Heavy Metal strategy, and she ended up winning.

"I had forgotten that Carriers needed a Fleet Beacon. No wonder thou wert victorious! I shalt abdicate."

The blonde Priestess blinked. "Well, OK. ^_^ It was just a game, though, so don't get upset or anything... The Sweatdrop;; "

The Vandan rose and bowed, then left the LAN room. If only they had played WarCraft 3 instead....

Akira stood up and stretched, noting how the others seemed to be getting restless as well. "Say, if we're getting bored with StarCraft, we could just play WC3 instead...."

"I call Night Elves!" cackled Guri, taking the vacated seat. Everyone else rolled their eyes, even Grahf; although nobody could tell.

---

Keitaro took a sip of hot chocolate, looking much relieved since being fished out of the pool by the crystalline Dark Knight. "Ah, thanks," he said, still shivering; the Sims' house was running on full AC. "I think after all that I need a drink, but...."

"But there are no alcoholic beverages left in the house." supplied Culex, unsummoning his Fire and Water crystals, which he'd used to make Keitaro's drink in record time. "It is just as well. Mortals tend to do unusual things when they... under the influence."

"Ha, yep..." the human replied, managing a sweatdrop despite his already soaked skin. "But it's not all bad. Drinking with friends is fun, sometimes... and it's a good excuse when... well, things happen." He finished his statement awkwardly, and shifted his gaze from Culex to a suddenly interesting spot on the table.

The Vandan nodded, eyes lightening, as he finally sat down, across from Keitaro. "What sort of... things?"

The young man laughed uneasily. "Well, I live at a girls' dormitory, and I sort of... well...."

"Fell in love with one of them?" asked Culex pointedly, and Keitaro spat out a scalding mouthful of hot chocolate.

"How did you-- I mean-- no, I mean, maybe, but Naru really liked Seta, but he's been away and I've been working for him, and Naru and I get along really well, but she still hits me and there's the other girls like Mutsumi who likes me and I sort of like her but I like Naru too but we never get time alone to talk and--"

Culex politely waited for Keitaro to have to stop to breathe. "You really are little different from how I met you."

Keitaro suddenly stopped in his nervous rambling and looked across the table at Culex. "You... know me? But I've never seen you before, and no offense, but I think I'd remember, since the Hinata Village is pretty small and it's mostly old people who come to visit the hot springs and--"

"At first I was uncertain, true, but regardless of what circumstances happen to you, Urashima, you are fundamentally yourself. Your, ahem, 'duel' with Motoko notwithstanding."

"Yeah, ha ha..." he laughed, uneasily, "...I'm not sure what came over me there."

"This is an unusual time. I ever lost a game of Craft of Stars, and I never lose in games of skill." He crossed his arms and his eyes darkened.

"Yeah... well, tell me about how you, um, met me. Maybe I just forgot...." Keitaro said, again hesitantly chuckling in case his request came off as too strange; and he adjusted his glasses, finally starting to dry.

The Vandan shook his head. "You did not forget. The man I met was, in the temporal sense, not you."

Blink. "Not... me? But he looked like me, acted like me, and got knocked into orbit by Naru's Atomic Punch?"

"Indeed."

"Are you sure that wasn't me?"

Culex's eyes shone a bit brighter. "It was you, and yet it was not." He paused; for the way Keitaro was staring at him, he might as well have asked him to quote the value of Pi. "Allow me to explain. Time exists as a dimension. It is one that cannot truly be measured by mortals-- you can calculate it running forward, but with few exceptions that is all-- but to many it as as real and malleable as depth, width, and height. When one crosses dimensions and passes through time, he 'splits' it by his own intervention... from the point forward, time spills forward in two streams, one that continues on its way without the interloper, and one that differs by taking his activities into account."

Keitaro nodded. After some of the things he'd just seen, he wasn't about to reject anything out-of-hand.

"Therefore, as a dimension-traveller I frequently cause the creation of these parallel timelines... 'alternate universes,' one might say. You and your friends have inadvertantly been involved in many... thousands from entirely extraneous sources, but several springing directly from Motoko, you, and myself."

The young man nodded again. "Because of the 'tournament,' right?"

"For you and your friend, yes. I crossed into your dimension on your own... although, in your perception of time, I have not yet done so."

"Now you've lost me." replied Keitaro, smiling despite his confusion.

"It was because it occured in a different timeline completely from your own. In another, your friend Motoko had fought in a tournament like this one, and in so doing alerted the Vandan Scouts to your reality's existence. You might be surprised, but Earth is a hub for literally hundreds of thousands of alternate existences. No one warrior could ever visit them all, as new ones are continuously spun... but there are many who attempt to try anyway." Culex relaxed somewhat, leaning back in his chair... he rarely spoke to mortals of matters like that, but sometimes it did make him feel better to do so....

"And you're one of those warriors? Who tries to visit those, um... 'timelines?'"

A nod. "I am, indeed. My goal is to visit every original world and reality-- ignoring its own alternates, naturally, unless there is substantial reason to treat them separately-- and challenge its strongest knight."

Keitaro shook his head. "But that would take...."

"Eons, yes." His red eyes shimmered. "I have lived for years uncountable by mortals. I will live for many more. It provides challenge, frequently; and staves off ennui better than any other past time of my people." He conjured a cup of tea, sniffed at it-- a useless gesture, since not having to breathe he didn't have a nose either-- and took a sip.

"Any other reasons?" asked Keitaro, curious now; and added, looking at the cup, "Is that any good?"

"I believe so. But then I haven't had this sort of beverage before, so I have no frame of reference." He continued, despite the man's suddenly puzzled look. "And, yes. We fight to serve the Dark Mage."

"I think I've heard of him." replied Keitaro, thinking back on his collection of Final Fantasy games.

"I doubt that. Few Vandans have ever met him. ...in any event, the Dark Mage is an ancient and wise benefactor. He has led our people through uncounted years of peace."

"No war at all?"

"None. Although there is very little in any universe that could stand up to a wielder of Epic Magic, in any event. ...aside from that, the Dark Mage is the one who teaches us the power to cross dimensions, and in many cases advises us." He shook his head. "Of course, his advice is somewhat biased. Vandan Knights tend to meet a disproportionate number of beautiful women."

"And that brought you to the Hinata Inn?" joked Keitaro, but to his surprise Culex nodded.

"Indeed. But perhaps I should tell you the full story?"

The young man nodded, holding out his cup, indicating he wanted another drink. Culex sighed.

---

It was a warm, humid day in the Hinata Village in Japan. A tall, violet-skinned man slowly began climbing the long flight of steps up towards the inn, his destination. En route, however, he glanced to his right and saw a smaller building, made of wood. Elaborate Japanese characters spelled out "Hinata Tea House," and the door was open. Culex stopped in mid-step, thought it over, and then went back toward it. He rarely went straight for the challenge; after so many adventures he had found it just as interesting to speak with the mortals related to his opponent and to learn from them and teach them in turn, and so pass on the old teachings.

A young, dark-skinned girl flew out of the tea house, edges of her blonde hair singed-- presumably from the backdraft of the primitive jetpack strapped to her back over her school uniform-- past Culex, who stared at him for perhaps a second before rocketing up the stairs toward the inn. After a few more seconds another girl, this one much paler and with blue-tinted short hair, dashed out of the building, barely avoiding the Dark Knight. She looked up, then up some more, and finally found his glowing eyes; then she shrieked and dashed up the stairs after the first girl, the original reason for pursuing her friend forgotten by that new scare.

Culex sighed. He never understood why some mortals were so easily disturbed by his appearance and some didn't seem to mind at all.

---

"This might be a surprise, Culex," Keitaro said, pronouncing the name uneasily, as he'd just heard it, "...but I've never seen a big purple guy with glowing eyes before either."

The Vandan tapped his fingers on the table. "Who is telling the story, here?"

The young man laughed quickly. "Go ahead, sorry. But if Naru doesn't hit you for making Shinobu cry, I'm gonna be really surprised...."

---

He waited for another few seconds, and when no more young mortal females dashed out of the shack he stepped inside, ducking under the low door, then straightening up once inside. The room was orderly, and looked more like a kitchen and dining room set than a restaurant... low, Japanese-style table on one side of the room, sets of bottles, as well as plates and eating implements on the other side, and little else out of the ordinary. Aside from, of course, the room's other inhabitant... a human woman in her early twenties, fair-skinned, with her dark brown hair arranged in a long braid in the back with two trademark 'antennae.' She looked up at Culex as the door closed, and she smiled."

"'Ara, good morning!'" said Keitaro and Culex/Mutsumi in unison, and the Dark Knight glared before continuing his story.

"Good... morning," the Vandan replied, looking out the window to verify that it was, in fact, midday, and without another word walked over to the other side of the table, looking down at the seated woman.

She, however, appeared lost in thought, resting her head on her hands. "Ara... wasn't there something I was supposed to say? I can't remember...."

"Excuse me," interrupted Culex, offering a short bow. "But I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda, and I have crossed into this--"

"Ah, that's right!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "You're a customer! Let me get a menu for y--"

The Vandan couldn't help staring as the girl stood up and stretched, hitting the table leg with her foot, which knocked over the bottle of sake accompanying her. It rolled over to the ground, and Mutsumi bent down to pick it up, but slipped on the plate she'd sat on the ground behind her. The girl fell forward and crashed to the ground.

Culex uneasily looked over the table down to her. "Ah, perhaps I should--"

"Oh!" she said, suddenly sitting up again, only the lightest bruises where she'd fallen, and the Vandan resisted the urge to sweatdrop. "I have to be more careful about leaving things lying around...." She managed to put away the plate without incident, but stopped in the kitchen, looking around in futility for about a minute. "Ara... I'm sorry, but we don't have any menus! We just serve tea and sake here until dinnertime!"

Culex couldn't help staring; the experience was almost surreal in its absurdity. He shook his head. "As it's the first time I have been here... perhaps I will take a drink. Tea, Miss Otohime... whichever brand you like."

The girl smiled and dutifully filled a glass. "So... who are you, again? Your face looks familiar, but...."

The Vandan's eyes darkened. "Did you forget? Well... it is alright. I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda. I have crossed into this dimension to fight for the Dark Mage. I would like to challenge this world's strongest knight."

The girl smiled again, clearly not paying much attention. "Well, I see. 'Strongest night'... ara, I forgot! Hee, well, the Fall Equinox is pretty strong, and the chart says it's on September 22, but a lot of people like Christmas, and making promises on Christmas Eve, and--"

Culex sighed again. "Ah... no, Miss Otohime. I mean the 'Strongest Knight.' As in warrior, or samurai."

"Ara, I'm sorry. But that would probably be Motoko-chan." She finished with Culex's drink and poured one for herself, then went back to the table.

"Indeed, her name was the one I was given. I have yet to meet her, however." Culex accepted the tea glass; Mutsumi sat down, and leaned forward, again propping her head up with her hand.

"Ara... well, Motoko-chan is probably studying for Tokyu U. Ever since Urashima-kun was accepted, she's been very eager to get in... but she failed the first time." The girl politely waited for Culex to take his first drink; then she took one as well.

"It's an... interesting taste, thank you. ...that is understandable. Very few warriors can be dedicated to both war and knowledge... I have only excelled in both over many, many years. Motoko is... still quite young, as humans go, isn't she?"

Mutsumi nodded. "She's about... oh, I think four years younger than Urashima-kun." She drank another sip and grinned. "They fight all the time, but I think Motoko-chan likes him. But he's confessed to Narusegawa...."

---

"Motoko likes me? She has a weird way of showing it..." Keitaro interrupted, although he seemed more pleased with the knowledge then he sounded.

---

Culex listened patiently while Mutsumi expounded on Keitaro's complex web of relationships, trying to follow as best he could; despite his years, the finer points of emotion, romance, and love were still mostly lost on him.

"...and then when Urashima-kun got back from America, his sister Kanako showed up...."

Another complication, naturally, he realized. Culex didn't reply; he simply had no point of comparison, as he didn't naturally "feel" those emotions himself.

"...then they had a big chase all across Japan, searching for the Ring... wait, was that what happened? Since I watched those movies with Mei-chan I can't keep them straight... anyway, then they saw Naru-san and Urashima-kun kissing, which got them in trouble, and...."

And physical displays of affection. There was nothing wrong with showing one's like or appreciation of another, but the few Vandan tenets of love stressed the need to control it and not allow it to become a disadvantage. 'Passion' was almost unknown among his people; love was a calculated, predictable result of when a couple admired one another. It never 'just happened.'

"...and summertime is here again!" she finished, again clapping her hands together. "What do you think, Culex-san?"

"You certainly live in an... interesting environment, Miss Otohime. I apologize if I seemed inattentive... I was simply thinking about what you had said."

"Ara?" she asked, leaning closer over the table. "That's nice! What were you thinking about?"

The Vandan shrugged. "I'm not certain. These mortal concepts of romance, love-- fighting, kissing, and so on-- it's difficult for me to understand. That's all. I know more than anyone about combat, tactics... history, honor, and tradition. I have the knowledge of countless years and dimensions, but...."

"But you don't know about kissing?" said Mutsumi simply, and it seemed even her eyes were smiling.

Culex gave that short, hissing sound. "No. But I doubt that lack will ever--"

He was stopped in mid-sentence as Mutsumi leaned the rest of the way across the table and, reaching one arm up to Culex's head, pulled him close enough to kiss him on the lips. There was a brief pause, and the Dark Knight felt her kiss against his smooth, crystalline face, and then pulled back, eyes glowing. "What was that for?"

Mutsumi continued to smile as she slowly sat back down. "You wanted to know what a kiss was like."

Culex raised a hand to his mouth, looking at the girl. "I... thank you, then. You are very, ah, straightforward."

"Ara, you're welcome.... What did you think?"

Gleaming eyes blinked once more. "I... don't yet know. What about you?"

With perfect sincerity, she quickly replied, "Ara ara, well, I don't want to hurt your feelings, Culex-san, but it was like kissing glass!"

"Thank you." replied the knight dryly, but he was more amused than he revealed. "I should probably be going, Miss Otohime... time passes too quickly on the worlds of men, and I do have that challenge to deliver...."

Mutsumi stood as Culex did, and walked over to him. "Ara, Culex-san, there was one thing I was wondering about...." He simply nodded, and she continued, "Have you never kissed before?"

The crystalline knight would've gaped. "What... sort of question is that?"

"Ara ara... well, you seemed so surprised, but you also said you've lived for a really long time, so I just assumed that you did."

Culex almost wished his human form was capable of showing facial expressions; he found himself wanting to mimic the girl's smile. "I have, yes. But it has generally been for formal events... such as kissing the hand of an Amazon queen, or receiving a brief one from another. I have not been the target of... passion, such as yours. It was unsettling."

The smile faded somewhat. "Ara, sorry about that, Culex-san. But I couldn't help it. When I was talking to you, I just felt really nostalgic. Like I do when I'm with Urashima-kun."

"Likewise, Miss Otohime, I feel... at ease, speaking with you. It is rare that I feel such a connection with a mortal, and," he reached in his memory for the appropriate words, "...especially such a beautiful one."

A faint tinge of red appeared on her cheeks. "Ah... thank you, Culex-san." She began to take a step toward him, and the Dark Knight likewise advanced; but Mutsumi stepped on the long-forgotten sake bottle and slipped forward, falling, and with uncanny speed Culex darted forward and caught her, scooping her easily up in his arms.

"You should be more careful, Miss Otohime." he said simply, and she smiled.

"Ara, I try, and Urashima-kun and Naru-san have helped me with my stamina, but I'm still--"

The door to the tea house opened, and a tall girl with short, dark hair stepped through, carrying an old-fashioned cane sword. "Mutsumi-san, Shinobu-chan wanted me to tell you that--"

The words faltered. All Motoko saw was a strange, violet-skinned man in a black suit cradling Mutsumi like a doll, with her talking about her stamina. She twitched.

Mutsumi looked up to Culex's face. "Ara ara... it looks like your challenge came to you, Culex-san!"

The Dark Knight somewhat uneasily lowered the girl to the ground, and turned back toward Motoko, who was reaching for her sword. His eyes, however, were on the other girl.

"Miss Otohime, I... thank you. I have learned a great deal from you, and... it has been enjoyable, this time I spent."

The woman gave her warm smile, and nodded. "Will you come back to visit, Culex-san?"

The Vandan nodded. "I will try. I... would like that."

---

Keitaro leaned back in his seat, and grinned. "Wow, what a story! You and Mutsumi-san...."

"I haven't yet gone back." Culex quickly interrupted, with uncharacteristic defensiveness. "I was simply... considering it."

"Well, I think you'd make a good couple." Keitaro said politely, and it was the crystalline knight's turn to cast his eyes down to examine the table. "But thanks for telling me everything."

"Well..." added the Dark Knight, slowly, "There is a part of that story I left out."

"Oh, the fight? That's OK, I've been in enough fights with Motoko." he laughed, and Culex nodded in agreement, but he spoke on anyway.

"No, although it was a true challenge. Motoko was quite skilled, and although she couldn't defeat me, her allies assisting her-- the girl, Su, in particular was a nuisance with those 'turtle rockets'-- made the duel much more interesting. Your old mentor, Seta, took his turn as well, and if he had had a better weapon he might well have bested me in melee combat... he is quite skilled. But the real challenge... was you."

"Me?!" echoed Keitaro, shocked. "But how could I fight you?"

The Vandan's eyes lightened. "In your future you learn martial arts and swordplay alike... and you become remarkably good. In fact, that is the part of the story I forgot to leave out...."

"Is it more good news?"

Culex sighed. "Perhaps. You see... one of my powers is to gaze across dimensions and see the past and future of those I meet. To an extent I used that with Miss Otohime, and I did not bore you with the human hour or so that we spent discussing the trivialities of your life. ...well, in your future I saw that you were going to end up at the ruins of the Molmol Civilization in your world."

"Mm hm...."

"...with all of the women interested in you."

"What?!"

Culex nodded. "Indeed. I saw that you would have to make a choice. Being a warrior, and knowing a warrior's spirit, I... did something I ought not have done."

Keitaro looked much more intently at his friend now. "What was that?"

"I, ah... talked to you after the challenge. I told you of your need to choose... and advised you to choose the girl who represented great strength, dedication, honor... and of course more mortal concerns, like passion and endearment, as this girl also loved you more than you knew... and I succeeded in pushing you toward making that choice, however inadvertantly."

The young man gulped, yet he still felt buoyant... did he ultimately fall in love with Naru, the girl he had been with for so long? What about Mutsumi, who had so recently come into his life? Perhaps Shinobu? She had always liked him.... Growing increasingly nervous, Keitaro finally blurted out, "And that choice was...?"

Culex nodded. "Yes. You declared your love for Motoko."

Keitaro facefaulted.
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Suddenly, the electricity out.

It was followed by only one thing.

"Daaaaaaaarling! Daaaaaaaar-liiiiiiiiiiiiing!"
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 08, 2004 5:53 am    Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post Delete this post View IP address of poster

You know, I should really stop watching anime instead of writing... -_-;;
_________________________________________

A few minutes earlier...

"HA! Gorilla! Right there!"

"Noooooooooooo!" Khrima screamed. He had challenged Nabeshin to a game of Boggle to try and get rid of the Afro given to him, but he never thought he'd be this good. "I... I saw it first!"

"Then why didn't you call it?" The Afro'd one proclaimed. "Face it, you lose! Now...!" Reaching into his mighty Afro, the Director turned first son of Macbauer pulled out a long gold object. On the handle was the Eye of Horus, an ancient egyptian symbol.

"Is that..." The Main-Villain Elect asked fearfully.

"Yes! It is... MILLENIUM AFRO PICK!" The Millenium Item shown as brightly as the sun, blinding anyone foolish enough to look directly at it. Khrima though about running, but the strength had left from his legs. It wouldn't have mattered anyway. There was no escaping the next attack.

"PENALTY GAME! BOOGIE FEVER!" Khrima screamed as a giant Eye of Horus symbol shot out from Nabeshin's finger, and into his very mind. At first nothing happened, but then...

"W-wha...?" Khrima asked warily. His legs had begun to move on their own, and before he knew it, he was performing an old dance. Specically, the Robot. "What did you do to me?!"

"From now until the time your sponsor decides to write something, you will dance constantly!" As the Dark Wizard/Evil Genius/ Mad Scientist moonwalked helpless away, Nabeshin remembered he was appearing in this post OOC, and rushed to return to the fight against Big Joe.

Jason recorded the entire ordeal fighting the urge to laugh. "You know, Vader. It's moments like this you never forget."

"Mmhmm." The shapeshifter agreed. His form was similar to his french poodle body from Gothika, the only exception being the Afro was several times larger than it was before. "No matter how hard you try..." The two then looked at each other, and laughed for several minutes straight. Hearing the music pick up in a nearby room, Jason and Vader went to see what the commotion was about.
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Red continued to snore, his afro bobbing with each breath.
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Bruce got out of the pool, got some warm water and put Red's hand in it.

Bruce then crossed his fingers and hoped Red would pee in his pants, digital camera ready should it happen.
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Uncommon to most, Hisame Shizumaru is quite the adept at karaoke.

Especially with fro assist.

So, verily, he didst doth singeth.


Do you remember the twenty-first night of September?
Love was changing the minds of pretenders
While chasing the clouds away

Our hearts were ringing
In the key that our souls were singing.
As we danced in the night,
Remember how the stars stole the night away

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

My thoughts are with you
Holding hands with your heart to see you
Only blue talk and love,
Remember how we knew love was here to stay

Now December found the love that we shared in September
Only blue talk and love,
Remember the true love we share today

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - golden dreams were shiny days


"I - I never knew - he cared so much!" Rimururu burst into tears of joy (haha, funny note, I accidentally typed 'jyou' there; Survivor XIV is getting to me). "Shizuuu~ come to me~"

"I already dooo~" he crooned.

"Hmph!" Mint snorted. "I go all the way and dress in a g-string bikini and I get nothing! Nothing! Ooh..."

"Good things come to those who wait, Mint," Alma smiled, though she was a bit more concentrated on Starcraft (and I typed 'scarface' here, haha go me) than really should've been normal for the cleric girl. "... Zerg scum die die DIE DIE - !!!"

Yuffie yawned, scratching an itch (but it was a lovely itch) on her (lovely) midriff, while Rimururu sighed, eyes full of stars, at her very own bish on the stage (who was now singing something like Shining Star and getting his groove on; I dunno, you pick). "Shizuuu~"

And verily didst Shizumaru possess a harem, ye.

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